Thinking of, food:

  • Makes my heart pound.
  • Makes me sick.
  • Makes me hopeless.
  • Makes me angry.
  • Makes me confuse.
  • Makes me anxious.
  • Makes me want to scream.

It makes me want to stitch my mouth shut.

Thinking of, everything:

  • Makes me feel weak.
  • Makes me depressed.
  • Makes me cry.
  • Makes me shake.
  • Makes me quiver.
  • Makes me numb.
  • Makes me hopeless and helpless.

It makes me want to get in bed and never come out again.

dec 8 2011 ∞
apr 7 2012 +